User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20160131070425/@comment-1298206-20160428201501

''Grimear's paw shot towards his cutlass. He kept his paw on the hilt cautiously as he glanced around slowly.'' "Careful, Feffle. We have no idea if we've been followed or not. Let's keep movin'." Grimear continues walking through the woodland, albeit slowly.